"We'll see about it," said Mr. Parable, and offered me half a crown.
Tips being against the rules, I couldn't take it. Besides, one of
the jumpers had his eye on me. I explained to him, jocosely, that I
was doing it for a bet. He was surprised when I handed him his hat,
but, the lady whispering to him, he remembered himself in time.
As they went out together I heard Mr. Parable say to the lady:
"It's funny what a shocking memory I have for names."
To which the lady replied:
"You'll think it funnier still to-morrow." And then she laughed.
Mr. Horton thought he would know the lady again. He puts down her
age at about twenty-six, describing her--to use his own piquant
expression--as "a bit of all right." She had brown eyes and a
taking way with her.
* * *
Miss Ida Jenks, in charge of the Eastern Cigarette Kiosk at the
Earl's Court Exhibition, gives the following particulars:
From where I generally stand I can easily command a view of the
interior of the Victoria Hall; that is, of course, to say when the
doors are open, as on a warm night is usually the case.
On the evening of Thursday, the twenty-seventh, it was fairly well
occupied, but not to any great extent. One couple attracted my
attention by reason of the gentleman's erratic steering.
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